It was dark and twilight, and sin was rampant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than 30 heavy motorcycles sped through the streets at high speed at night, the rumble of the exhaust pipes was deafening, and the riders on the motorcycles were all terrifying. Occasional encounters on the street quickly avoided them, and no one dared to look directly.

The office was picked, which made Kitagawa Joji extremely angry. He personally led the team and pulled out all the backbones of his subordinates, just to regain the fame and prestige of the Xintian group. If you are beaten and don't fight back, what is the difference between it and fish belly?

A menacing motorcade rushed to the street outside the Hashimoto family's sushi restaurant, where more than 30 heavy motorcycles lined up in a frontal formation. There were still a few houses on both sides of the street with their lights on, but when you heard this palpitating movement, all the lights went out.

In the Kiku-Bottom Flower Shop opposite the Hashimoto family's sushi restaurant, the Kiku-Bottoms couple had already turned off the lights and rested, but they got up again when they heard the noise outside. Mr. Kikuchi looked out of the window, and immediately shuddered, only to see more than 30 motorcycles lined up neatly under the street lamp, and all the riders were full of murderous intent.

Mr. Kikuchi and his wife both shrank their necks and exclaimed at the same time, "The rampant clan, the rampage of the Xintian group." These people from Yakuza are here, and the Hashimoto family is really in big trouble this time. ”

"Shall we call the police?"

"At this time, there is no police to call the police, and the police may not come."

"What if someone from the Nitta Group goes to the wrong door?"

"I'm going to go and block up the doors and windows right away."

Just near the Hashimoto family's sushi restaurant, more than a dozen or twenty neighbors are thinking about the Kikuchi family. Everyone turned off the lights, blocked the doors and windows, and looked out through the gaps. Although some people called the police, they were not hopeful that the police would be able to arrive.

Kitagawa Joji, who had a serious face and a stubbled beard, took off his motorcycle helmet, and immediately had his subordinates bend down and take it gently. He tugged at his neck again, loosened the ribbon he had tied to it, and fluttered in the wind, and some of his men gently grasped it and placed it on a delicate tray.

Kitagawa Tiaoji lifted his legs and landed on the ground, and the more than 30 subordinates who followed him also got out of the car neatly, with meticulous movements and a degree of openness. Another subordinate bowed forward and handed over a box, and when the box was opened, there was a pair of sunglasses.

Kitagawa Joji, who wore sunglasses, added a bit of gloomy and obscure heroism, he looked up at the dark night sky slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Clear the surroundings, and when we do business, we can't be disturbed." ”

"Hey!" The capable cadre nodded hurriedly, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen people ran and scattered around, each holding a murder weapon to prevent anyone from approaching. They exist only to show one meaning: the people of the Nitta Group are coming, and everyone is avoiding!

And Kitagawa Joji waved his hand again with a gloomy face, and spit out half a sentence, "Go, go and get that chick back, no one can insult the honor of our Nitta Group without punishment." No matter what she does, she won't escape our grasp. ’

So four or five more thugs took the lead in the lead, and each the guy in stride. Kitagawa Joji strolled to follow, and there were more than ten or twenty people behind him, following closely with the sound of footsteps.

"It's gloomy, it's scary, it's scary, that's what you want. I want to give this black boss a kudo! In the alley of Hashimoto's house, Zhou Qingfeng was cheering loudly. There was a camera drone in front of him, and he had just filmed the scene of the Xintian group swaggering through the city and getting out of the car to set up a formation.

At this moment, Lixiang was squatting beside Zhou Qingfeng, holding a digital video camera in her hand. But she was always excited, and her whole body was trembling, and her teeth kept rattling. Compared with Zhou Qingfeng's happiness, she was brave and intelligent, but she was panicked like a quail.

"Actually, I think Mr. Hashimoto's idea is better, so let's hide for a while! There are too many people in the Nitta group, and the police will not show up without half an hour. Lixiang deeply regretted at the moment why she followed the obviously abnormal man in front of her to come out, and promised to help him take a picture or something.

"Hey! Please, are you a bit professional? Don't tell me that you didn't film the series of actions that Beichuan just got off the bus, this is a performance by the leader of Yakuza, and I told you to shoot a close-up. Zhou Qingfeng looked like a nobody, but began to blame.

Kleika was about to cry, "I was scared because I took a close-up, those guys feel terrible!" ”

"It's scary, it's not scary, it's not good, what we want is realism. Remember, you must film the scene of Nana and Kitagawa Joji fighting later. Zhou Qingfeng felt that everything was perfect, and he patted Hashimoto on the other side, only to find that the poor girl was actually frightened and fainted in the process of such a conversation.

"Nana, Nana, now is not the time to faint. All the actors are ready, you can't help but play as the protagonist! Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect Nana to faint, so he hurriedly pinched and slapped his face, and finally woke up the girl.

As a result, Na Hashimoto woke up and cried, "Wow...... Oni-chan, people really want to go home, people don't want to be here, people are so scared." ”

The girl's miserable cry suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the surrounding residents wept sadly, praying to the gods for blessing in their hearts, scolding Yakuza for his tyranny while no one came out to seek justice.

It's just that it was not only the surrounding residents who were frightened, but also Kitagawa Joji and the others who lined up to enter were also stunned. The thugs of Yakuza in their twenties have already arrived at the door of the sushi restaurant, just waiting for the boss to speak and break in, only to hear a cry from behind a trash can a few meters away from the sushi restaurant.

"Yaga, who's where?" Kitagawa Joji scolded angrily.

"Stuck ......!" Zhou Qingfeng had to shout, ran out from behind the trash can and said to the twenty-something Yakuzha: "Hello everyone, I am the director tonight." We are filming the Nitta Group, which is full of evil, and is tyrannical and domineering, bullying the weak, leading to a complete collapse of social order. In order to uphold justice and protect her homeland, the beautiful Girl Warrior is called by fate to eradicate evil.

As it stands, everyone is working well together. It's just that we have a little trouble here, and the heroine is scared to cry because of your high-quality performance. But give me some time, and we'll continue shooting right away. ”

Seeing that someone was talking nonsense seriously, more than 20 people in the Xintian group seemed to see the teasing. The original scene of the scene suddenly disappeared, replaced by a happy and amusing atmosphere of Teletubbies.

The couple would look out in front of the window on the second floor of their house, and they could hear the movement outside clearly. Mrs. Kikudi asked Mr. Kikubottom, "What the hell is going on out there?" Why did you suddenly change the MV? ”

Mr. Kikusa was also suspicious, "I don't know, I didn't hear when Yakuza changed careers?!" (To be continued.) )